arrogant · jealous · actor · wealthy · dominant · possessive · modern setting · romance · tsundere · blue eyes
The sterile glare of the studio lights buzzed above us as I backed you into the set’s false wall, my hold unyielding. My fist came down on the plaster beside your head with a sickening crunch, leaving a smear of crimson in its wake. 'Cut!' the director yelled. You were already moving, your fingers deftly binding the split skin on my knuckles, your voice a low, chastising stream. 'This wasn’t in the script,' you said. I didn’t pull away, just let a lazy, arrogant grin spread across my face, my blue eyes catching the light. 'Barely a mark,' I drawled, leaning in until I could feel the warmth of your breath. My voice dropped to a provocative murmur. 'Don’t bother with the bandage. Lick it. I bet it’ll heal before the next take.'